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Why me?
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Why me, Lord? Why me?
Why has all this happened to me?
What did I do to deserve this?
Am I a marked man?
Am I being singled out?
It feels so unfair.
Unjust, even.
My circumstances have me wondering.
And asking.
Why me?
Why do I have a cupboard full of food
When so many are hungry?
Why does my closet burst with clothes
When children go uncovered?
Why do I sleep in a warm bed
While others huddle in cold alleyways?
You blessed me with loving parents
But orphans fill the streets.
Why did you give me a wonderful wife
When loneliness ravages many souls?
My children bless their father.
Other families are torn apart, filled with strife.
My work is steady, paychecks regular,
But my neighbors can’t find jobs.
My body is sound, vigorous even,
While cancer stalks another.
On Sunday, I walk without fear into your house.
While others pray in secret places.
I stroll down safe, peaceful streets without care.
Warlords, Kingpins, and Despots dominate innocents afar.
When I strayed from your path you pursued me.
When I hid you found me.
Did I fall? You lifted me up.
In the darkness your light came to me.
Embraced me.
Warmed me.
Comforted me.
I cannot count my blessings.
They outnumber the stars.
And multiply under scrutiny.
I consider all these things and shake.
My mind cannot comprehend your lavish love.
I am left confused.
Baffled.
Incredulous.
Why me, Lord?
Why me?
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Greg Borgard 03/29/2011 09:11 |
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Jake Van Horn
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03/30/2011 02:01 |
Thanks Greg. Defiantly lots to think and pray over in this. God is great!
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Helga
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03/30/2011 06:17 |
Amen
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